Chapter 2842: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: it’s a different world
The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy
âWhy didnât you say anything? You have the right to ask,âye Cong whispered into her ear.
Xin Yaâs eyes were a little evasive, but her heart was filled with joy.
It was probably because ye Cong had a promise of recognition.
âHow long will you marinate it for?âYe Cong suddenly asked.
âHalf an hour.âXin Ya lowered her head, not daring to look up.
Half an hour was enough.
Ye Cong carried Xin ya to the faucet, washed her hands, and carried her out.
Xin Ya did not understand. Ye Cong had already carried her out. Ye Cong sat down on the sofa and let Xin Ya sit on his lap.
Xin Ya:ââ¦â
âThat old man does not have the right to control my life,âye Cong said arrogantly.
Xin Ya raised her head and looked at Ye Cong with her big eyes. Ye Cong didnât avoid her and reached out to hold her hand. âQian Yikun is right. Iâm not a good person.â
âNo, youâre a good person,âXin ya hurriedly said. Although she didnât know why Qian Yikun said ye Cong was a bad person, Xin Ya knew better than anyone that ye Cong was really a good person after spending more than two years with him.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Hearing this, Ye Cong chuckled. This was really a naive little girl.
In this world, the first person who said that he was a good person was probably the only person who thought that he was a good person.
âBack then, I wanted to kill Mo Fei,âYe Cong said straightforwardly.
âAh?âXin Ya swallowed all the words that she wanted to continue because of this sentence. When young master Qian asked her for help back then, it was indeed because of Mo Feiâs injury. âDid you guys have a misunderstanding?â
Xin Yaâs voice was very soft. Ye Cong felt that as long as he said yes, this girl would immediately cheer.
âShe killed my father,âye Cong said without any emotion in his voice.
To him, father was just a synonym.
Xin Ya was completely speechless this time. In her world, killing people was a terrifying thing.
But in their world, it seemed to be a casual thing.
âDo you still think Iâm a good person now?âYe Cong reached out and pinched Xin YAâs chin, not letting her hide from him.
Xin Ya was forced to look at him. âI feel that none of you did it on purpose.â
After Xin Ya finished speaking, Ye Cong pressed on her shoulder and burst out laughing.
In that world, there was no one who did or did not do it on purpose. Whoever was ruthless would climb higher, and whoever had compassion would die.
This was the rule.
But at this moment, Xin Ya said these words as if it was a matter of course. It really shocked Ye Cong.
For people like them, there was never such a word as âOn purposeâor âNot on purposeâin the dictionary.
Ye Cong hugged Xin ya and kept hugging her, as if he would lose her in the next second.
Xin Ya was a ray of light. She was not smart and was even a little weak. However, it was these things that he had long forgotten that lit up his life again.
âLittle Bean Ya, you definitely donât know how important you are to me.âYe Cong hugged Xin ya tightly. His muffled words could not be heard clearly, but these were not important. It was enough that he knew what he had said.
Xin Ya did not hear him clearly and wanted to ask again, but ye Cong hugged her so tightly that she could not move.
She felt that ever since ye Cong confessed, he had always liked to hug her.
However, Xin Ya was somewhat annoyed. He did not say whether that woman was his fiancée. Should she ask again?